47 – The problems just keep piling up?!

While Mio is on her way with my uniform, Kana and I go for one last round to relieve him of his morning wood. We must not have heard the doorbell, because Mio kicks the door open and sends splinters flying across the room.

"Aren't ya supposed to open the door when I ring— oh? Oh! Wittle Saeko is gwowing wight up! Yes, she is!" Mio comes to pinch my cheeks as soon as she sees me. "You don't even need my help to get you going anymore. Kahaha!"

"Mio— shtoph, I'm…shtill.. "

Mio revels in having interrupted us mid-sex. She picks me off of Kana, all the while cackling in laughter. He gushes a load onto his stomach, a look of immense disappointment adorns his face that he couldn't ejaculate into me.

She sets me down and sniffs my body from head to toe, then wipes an absent tear from her eye. "Yep. You're a bonafide succubus, alright. Seems like it was only just yesterday I turned you into a nymphomaniacal demon." 

"That's not funny! Just give me my clothes."

I dress quickly while Mio watches in glee. The image of her sad expression comes to mind, causing the guilt I felt last night to return. It was supposed to be a passion-driven night of pleasure with Kana, but the whole thing has been discolored by that single thought.

"Do you know what happened to me yesterday? I sleepwalked all the way to school. You didn't charm me, did you?"

Mio looks like she bit into a sour fruit. "As if I can do that to you."

She focuses her aura around me, but the most it does is tickle my own and make me a little horny.

"Then, did I frenzy?"

"Nah. There'd be a trail of unconscious bodies leading up to the school if you did. Possibly in the hundreds since you're a greater succubus," she says, shaking her head.

"Whaaaaaat?! Frenzying sounds like an orgy party."

Kana comes out of the bathroom pulling up his pants, "what's this about an orgy??"

"Still horny after getting wrung dry? Wanna go a round with me?" Mio asks, staring at his crotch.

"You can't!" I interject instinctively. "Uh, I mean... "

"Don't worry. I won't come between you and your boy," Mio remarks.

"He's not my boy—"

"Besides, I was talking about Saeko having an orgy." She puts a finger to her chin. "Actually, that would be a lot of fun."

"N-No!" Kana blushes, and then looks at me. "I— I wouldn't approve of Saeko having sex with anyone else…"

Mio puts an arm around his shoulders, laughing. "Oh, you sweet summer child."

***

On our way to school, my thoughts are plagued by the events of last night— why I blacked out and ended up at school.

The voice told me I was being deceived. I can't think of anyone else it could be referring to other than Selene and Torii Sensei. If that's the case, I'm already anticipating the eventuality. That marks the second time it spoke to me. The first time was so clear, so why was it filled with so much noise last night? 

It was like… static.

"Say, Mio? Does 'false queen' mean anything to you?"

Mio stiffens. "Where did you hear that from?"

I reach for my head, but the hand rests atop my heart instead.

"Don't ask how I know, but my hunch is that the sword was speaking to me."

Her pace slows down as she falls deep into thought. I slow my pace to walk alongside her such that Kana begins to leave us in his dust.

"You already know that my sister Bea was the queen succubus in Elza. What I neglected to tell you is that she was the first."

"First… as in—"

The Blade of the First Temptress...

"That's right," Mio says, confirming my thoughts. "That sword was a gift to her from the Demon Lord himself—  that's why it was so powerful. Maybe the sword is sentient and Bea just kept it a secret from me. Wouldn't be the first time."

Mio's revelation makes me realize that I'm only the second succubus to wield the Blade. That's a surprisingly short history for the succubus race. I wonder what they were like before the Demon Lord's war?

"If it's a false queen, does that mean it isn't Bea…?" Mio mutters to herself.

I walk into Kana's back. He's just standing in the middle of the path staring at the street.

"What gives?" I ask, rubbing my nose.

"Is that Prez? Damn, she boujee," Mio remarks.

"Where the heck are you learning english? The States?" I say, and then follow Mio's finger to the front of the gate where a black limousine is parked on the side of the road.

A large crowd of students have gathered in the courtyard watching from a distance. There's no mistaking Hitomi's long sidetail. She's standing a few feet from the passenger's side of the vehicle and clearly speaking to someone inside.

One of the many windows of the limo rolls down, revealing a bald man in shades. He couldn't make it anymore obvious that he's looking our way. His hand forms a finger pistol, and mouths out the word 'pew' followed by the finger gun recoiling.

"Oooh, tough guy." Mio giggles, cracking her knuckles. The act of aggression triggered her battle instincts.

The gesture doesn't faze either of us. Being threatened by greater forces has trivialized dangers that would bother a human. On the other hand, Kana turned a full 180 to avoid making eye-contact. He's so scared, he looks like he's about to piss his pants.

"Those guys are definitely yakuza, right? What's Hitomi doing with them?" He asks, trembling.

The window rolls up, and the limo drives away with Hitomi spitting on the ground where it was just parked. As we're about to race up to her, the faculty reaches her first as they come sprinting out of the school building. Principal Murata is flanked by Torii Sensei, and about a third of the school instructors.

Hitomi takes a deep breath and bows. "I apologize. I was given neither a forewarning or notice that my family would show up."

"Even so, try to keep family matters within your home." Principal tries to lower his voice, but the panting between breaths does a poor job of it. "The school has been receiving death threats from your family. If it continues like this, we may have to expel you for the students' own safety."

Hitomi's clenched fists loosen, revealing deep nail imprints in her palm. She drops down and prostrates so low her forehead nearly touches the ground.

The whole class gasps. Even Torii Sensei and Mio, both of whom have little comprehension of Japanese customs and etiquette, know enough to be shocked by the student council president's dogeza.

"I understand," she simply says.

"It's fine. Please, stand up before the students get any weird ideas!" Principal Murata is put at a disadvantage, realizing he's being prostrated to by a student sets a bad example to the rest of the faculty and student body.

The student council president remains unmoving, so Torii Sensei turns around to usher the students away. Principal Murata and the other faculty join in to corral the crowd into the school building.

"Hitomi? Are you alright?" I bend down to try and help her up, but she doesn't seem to notice me.

"Everywhere I fuckin' go they're right up my ass. But soon—" Her eyes snap to me and widen as though she didn't expect to see me. Hitomi picks herself up, acknowledges each of us one by one, and then brushes the dirt from her knee socks. "Yesterday was a lot of fun. We should do it again sometime."

She heads in without another word.

"I need to book it. I'm on morning duty. See you in class," Kana says before sprinting off.

"Don't suppose you know anything?" I ask Mio, accusingly.

"Why would I? Guess I did hear from Rika that Prez used to get a lot of phone calls. But she turns her phone off so—"

"Mahou shoujo Hana enters the scene!!!"

Mio's train of thought is interrupted by a stampeding sound behind us. She's tackled to the ground, and Hana stands smug and victorious over her body.

"Uwahaha! Evil has been defea— uuwwaaaaah!"

Her victory is short lived as Mio turns the table and picks the smaller succubus into the air.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing," Mio snarls.

I pick up the magic stick Hana dropped. It looks like a cheap toy that can be bought at any retail store. While it looks light, it's surprisingly hefty.

This brings back memories. Hatsumi and I used to catch episodes of magical girl shows every Saturday morning. Many of them were geared towards young children, of course. That didn't stop me from enjoying the simplicity of good triumphing over evil forces.

"Why did you bring this to school? Don't tell me you got caught up in magical girl anime." I say, twirling the rod in my hands.

"I couldn't stop watching them yesterday!" Hana declares with sparkling yet sunken and baggy eyes. "Since you guys don't have club practice today either, I thought we could go around wearing these after school."

She unveils three gaudy— and somehow skimpy— dresses that look like something out of an ero doujin geared towards magical girl fetishists. There are even two other rods in her bag for us.

"Hey, these are cool! So you can get some good ideas," Mio pulls an outfit out to lay against her body.

"I'm only dumb sometimes," Hana puffs out her chest to say proudly, and then points at the magic rod in my hands. "You gotta turn that on for it to work."

I check the underside for a switch. There is a dial with multiple settings: low, med, hi, and xxx. I flip it to the low, and the rod immediately begins vibrating.

"This is a dildo! What is with you and dildos?!"

The school bell rings, reminding us that we still have class.

All that goes through my mind over the course of the day are two things— Hitomi's family issue and why I was at the school gate last night. It doesn't help that I'm still on a timer to complete Selene's job of killing the queen's spy. 

If I can help it, I don't want it to come to that. 

If I had the sword, I could simply rule over them and they would have no choice but to obey me. No one would have to get hurt or die.

"Saeko, Mio." Torii Sensei calls us during lunch period and beckons us towards the hall. "I'd like to speak to you two for a moment."

"Whaddya think she wants?" Mio asks.

"Not sure."

Does she plan on revealing herself to Mio? There's no other reason she would call on just the two of us.

We follow her out. Mio couldn't look more disinterested, but my heart is picking up pace on what Torii Sensei might say next.

She crosses her arms and purses her lips, hesitating whether or not to speak to us. "I've already told Kana and Rika earlier. You should keep your distance from Taiyo Hitomi."

The tension leaves my shoulders.

Torii Sensei continues, "even if she is your student council president, don't involve yourself with her anymore than you already have."

Judging by the people that were meeting with Hitomi, I could see how the faculty was put off by her. If dangerous men like the one that playfully threatened us earlier makes the students feel unsafe, that will reflect badly for Tsukiji High as a whole. Poor Hitomi is caught up with trying to move forward from her past.

"Is that it?" Mio asks, impatiently.

Sensei's right eye twitches. "Mio, you should be more respectful to your instructors. We're your elders for a reason."

"My elders, huh? What's that word I learned recently? Baba! Kahaha!"

A temple bulges on the side of sensei's head. Mio doesn't know it, but she just insulted a greater succubus.

"Go inside before you end up making us stay for remedial lessons," I say, pushing Mio back into class.

"That girl…" Torii Sensei mutters, rubbing her forehead.

"How come the school doesn't stick up for Hitomi?"

"I may be a succubus, but I'm also your homeroom teacher. That means the entire class is my responsibility. Hitomi is involved with very dangerous people in Tottori that have connections and influence in Kobe." 

I recall the half body tattoo on her back. "Don't tell me, she's really a… yakuza?"

"Principal Murata is looking for any reason to expel her. No better way to get rid of the problem than sweeping it under the rug," she shrugs.

"Hitomi cares about this school though! If it comes to that, I can just charm the principal—"

Sensei puts a hand on my head and says, "I thought about it, too. Even thought as far as charming Hitomi's whole family to get them off her back. But how far do you think we can keep doing that before the whole curtain crumbles? One little crack, a slip in logic, and our spell is broken."

I didn't know our magic was that fragile. But it makes sense. Using my magic irresponsibly will just cause more problems for Hitomi. There has to be another way I can help her.

Should I really be thinking about helping others while I've got my own problem?

"Since we're on the topic of our magic, I was hoping for another lesson?"

Sensei raises a brow. A curious smile flashes across her face. 

"Oh, what would you like to learn?"

"I want to learn how to hide my aura."